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Now fuck a week 1 this 5 dollars is mine
So I’ma shoot this mother fucker like our modern day crime
Bust an attitude quickly take out the rifles and pieces
And leave him a holy follower like the disciples of Jesus
don’t’ front younging, you cant make noise in the burbs
What gots more ups and downs his fucking voice or his verse?
I’m a pimp so I’ll get ya mom then we’ll marry and mate
Putting Luck on the streets like a St. Pattys parade
And Pace I’m sorry bro but I’ma smash this noobie bitch
Cuz I aint Ricky Ricardo wondering who Lucy Is
So if I got a knife in my hand, I’m walking toward you
When I Say lets get things straight, shit I’m talking bout you!
This kid is clueless going on about the best when he’s thru with
leaving Luck in the back cuz that’s where my rabbit foot is
I know we seen the hype, so don’t recall rematches cuz
Ill give you two big L’s and I aint talking genotypes!
Dissed devious and star but doesn’t know who they are
So he predicted some shit and started first with his bars
So I guess in his track I’ll be like a German with sars?
But shit we don’t need Luck cuz we aint fucking with cards
Well of course you’re him and he doesn’t wanna challenge me
I know Royaltys you’re leader but call RC you’re majesty
And last to speak I hope junior will crash with me
So get big by battling the freeway like Cassidy
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